it has been a sweet tradition between you and megumi ever since elementary; whenever he would get injured, you would buy ice cream for him in compensation.
✘ warnings: a lil knee scrape sgdjdsl
✘ notes: my entry for @jjkmag's summer event! i whipped this up in a day so go easy on me this probably makes no sense </3
a thunderous downpour took place in the area where an elementary school stood, rampage of students rushing in warm classrooms from the playground, you and megumi being one of them. with all the pushing and shoving, megumi fell hard on his knees and chose to stay down, overwhelmed by the sheer amount of squeals even with you consoling him with gentle pats on his back.
his knee hurt. red seeped out of the wound and the throbbing only worsened. as if reading his mind, you bent down and whispered sweet nothings into his ear, placing a tender kiss onto the scrape before slowly standing up hand-in-hand, making your way to your teacher waiting by the door. still damp from the rain, you helped your teacher clean up his knee and promised him ,with a dorky smile, to get his favorite ice cream later.
it has been a tradition since.
whenever megumi got hurt, he would be bought ice cream by you in compensation. he didn’t really have a say in this either, he’ll just quietly follow you and at least make sure you get one as well. ice cream’s with you were always the best, no matter the setting or weather, megumi would easily drop anything to grab the sweet treat with you.
though right now, you would rather smash the ice cream on his head than eat it. he was late—extremely late to your picnic and you knew he was free because shoko had called you after she discharged him. by the time your eyes caught his figure coming out of the school, you were sure both ice creams that were sitting in your bicycles basket were a gooey puddle.
from just the annoyed expression on his face, a particular frown you’ve noticed only when megumi is with that person, you knew it was gojo that stalled his arrival. you scanned his injuries warily before puffing out your cheeks and looking away, feeling the bicycle sink slightly from his weight as he hopped on. you were agitated, sweaty and annoyed.
megumi knows that too, he always does. that’s why he offers to pay for the treat much to your dismay, rubbing the pads of your fingers affectionately as an apology. gradually your mood became better until you conversed normally, shoulder slumping together and pinkies being linked.
the sun was steadily dipping and mosquitoes would come out soon, but he couldn’t find himself to leave. not when your head rested snuggly on his lap as you took a quick nap, not when his stomach was full with food, and definitely not when in your sleep you reached out for his hand, smiling slightly once you grasped onto it.
yeah, it wouldn’t hurt to stay for a little longer.
uses his knuckles to figure out how many days a month has, but forgets whether it’s the knuckle or the gap that has 31 days </3
texts back fairly quickly if he’s on his phone. not the kind of person that waits because it’s “cool”
genuinely enjoys taking care of himself and has little spa days
tried waxing his pecs once as a joke. needless to day, it did not go well
literally cannot sit still, he’s always shaking his leg or squeezing one of those forearm workout tools (he’s broken at least of those)
drools in his sleep, and snores really softly. you won’t notice the snores unless you’re super close to him
loves sour candy, his faves are warheads or smarties. once, his tongue started bleeding because he put sour candy spray on a warhead. and it wasn’t just a little spritz either, he poured at least half the bottle on that thing
hates slow songs
if he’s dying his hair himself, he has to do it outside because he gets hair dye everywhere. once, his whole bathroom was stained pink for a month.
rubs/scratches the back of his neck when he’s embarrassed/nervous
prefers fruity candy over chocolate, so he and megumi do candy trades on halloween
he kinda prefers the way his faded hair looks more than freshly dyed hair? because when it’s freshly dyed it looks kinda hot pink and he thinks it looks weird
loves, and i mean loves mochi with red bean paste filling
gives everyone his hoodies. if you want it, you got it. even nobara has like three of his hoodies
always asks to babysit megumi’s demon dogs. when they’re summoned for missions and it’s not really a life-or-death situation, he spends almost two minutes just petting them
it’s not just megumi’s dogs either. if yuji sees a random dog on the street, mans has to pet it
always forgets to turn the lights off when he leaves a room so he has post-it notes permanently plastered near the light switch to turn them off
dressed up as sukuna for halloween… he got jumped
in elementary school, he was into gross science things as a kid and had all the nat-geo kids fun facts books. he memorized all the facts because he thought it would make girls like him. they did, but not because of the nat-geo books
unironically loves romcoms. not the sad ones, but the genuinely funny ones like blended or the princess diaries
i saw this panel from vol. 0 and i decided i wanted to redraw this but w present time inumaki. anyways, it might look a bit low quality so just click on it lol.
order: one small taro milktea with tapioca pearls for nanami kento. the imagine is reader and nanami are ex lovers that reunited at jujutsu tech. jealous kento and still-in-love reader! – anon
pairing: nanami kento x gn!reader
word count: 1,975
tags: fluff, hint of angst, cursing-ish, mention of beating up gojo
date: jun. 19, 2021
nana’s note: ahhh i’ve finished this order >< i hope this was ok anon and i hope you enjoyed it! sorry it too so long :( also i didn’t know if you wanted a happy ending or an open ending but i let be a pretty ambiguous :0 also a very platonic gojo x reader!! also the end is giving a lot of guilt vibes .3.
𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞 - This is my entry for @jjkmag Summer Collab! It’s my first long fic in a while but I had a lot of fun writing this (that isn’t to say I think it’s very good. I hope the plot/finality was pulled off decently ok lol). I hope you enjoy it! I chose the prompt ‘coming of age’, though there are definitely scenes where the other prompts were present as well. Reblogs, comments, shares and likes are really appreciated!!
𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 - Amnesia, Memory loss, Blood, Mild gore, Death, Blood loss, Bullying, Mild Racism (only in the first part), Corpses, Food, Manga spoilers, Pre-canon and canon compliant to a certain extent, Nightmares
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 - Nanami Kento’s life has been… Good, bad, and everything in between. He (and many others) thinks he’s mature, independent, the definition of what a proper adult should be like. But really, the only way he’s made it this far is because you’ve been holding his hand the entire time.
𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 - 6.4k
The first memory Nanami has of you sits in a blurry haze at the back of his mind.
You’re probably four or five years old at best, squatting by a puddle in the empty kindergarten playground. Nanami wonders what made him waddle over to you that warm afternoon.
His shoes, scribbled with ugly caricatures in marker, carry him to the other side of the puddle. A shadow cast by a plastic slide slices your features neatly in half like a Greek theatre mask. Nanami doesn’t speak a word to you as he stares at your chubby fingers that push a fallen leaf around in the water as the surface ripples silently.
You look up at Nanami. He’s an odd child, excluded by the other kindergarteners because of how quiet and strange he is. Nanami’s blond hair is abnormal to the immature local Japanese children. They knee the back of his legs while calling him names like ‘banana-gaijin!’ and making fun of his fancy leather shoes.
he rushes, running far beyond the boundary of human limits. and at times he manages, taking flight in search for the sun.
in his hands, he grasps for warmth and the feeling of being protected, of being loved and cared for. in his heart, he seeks to be forgiven. so, with goals in mind, he moves forward and doesn’t succumb.
and as he reaches the peak, he sees the light shine from behind and he smiles.
he feels relief, he feels mercy, and he thinks, i will be forgiven.
so, he continues to climb and climb.
and as he ascends, his grandfather’s voice rings, “you should use your strength to help others.”
“if you die again i'll kill you myself,” megumi’s voice follows after.
then its the voice of guilt in his head. the voices of the wrong and innocent alike; agonizing screams and begs for mercy.
itadori yuji wants to be forgiven.
just as he’s about to meet the horizon and just as his eyes meet the familiar light, he feels the ground breaking beneath him.
and in that moment, as he falls, he realizes that he’s not icarus. itadori, who once soared the sky with wax wings — but is now falling with eyes wide and heart shaking — acknowledges that he is human.
despite this realization, he gets up and tries again. he wills his wings to fly and his hands to reach.
desperate, afraid, alone. itadori yuji runs faster, wanting to break through the human limits once more.
yet, once he reaches the summit, again, he crumbles.
this time, he accepts it. this time, he falls with flames raging around him.
his wax wings that helped him fly beyond is now melting.
as he plunges, he thinks maybe, just maybe things were meant to turn out this way. that this is the answer, and that it will be easier this way.
his body stills and his arms relax. itadori yuji is ready to succumb.
but then, he hears you. you who radiate forgiveness, you who shine brighter than the sun.
“itadori, come hold my hand,” he hears you whisper.
so, as he falls back to earth, his arm reaches out to hold yours. and as fingers touch, his hand now in yours, he weeps and shouts — and for a moment he feels peace, he feels forgiveness.
order: you love your boyfriend, you really do but…
pairing: gojo satoru x gn!reader
word count: 382
tags: gojo being a jerk :/
date: may 31, 2021
nana’s note: i saw this prompt it fit gojo so well. also we’re in the final stretch of the 150 event! our last character is toji (*´◡`) please enjoy!
event/ previous order: cuddles / next order: tbd
you love satoru, you really do. his overly confident personality may be a little obnoxious at times, but satoru could have a softer side; usually reserved for only you. but, there were things where you really could not stand how your boyfriend is. much like right now. you’re currently on your side of the bed, shivering in the room’s cool air.
satoru is on his side, comfortably snuggled in the depths of your supposedly shared blanket. you get it, it’s bound to happen when you’re sharing the covers with someone, but it’s been happening constantly these nights and it’s been taking a toll on your sleep.
warning. angst, implied death, blood, injury, spoiler for yuuta’s backstory
“You’re okay.”
He says it like a fact, without a shadow of doubt. You’re safe with him, held in his arms in the rubble of collapsed buildings, the acrid stench of smoke perfuming the air, because even though everything around you has shattered, you still have each other.
Instead, there’s a sword through your stomach.
You’re not. He knows you’re not, but even so, Okkotsu Yuuta lifts your crumpled body, trying desperately to keep the blade stabilized through your torso as he searches for someone, anyone, to help you. His hands, clinging to your sides, are sticky with your blood.
“I’m surprised you cared to find me,” you say, coughing. You can barely see two inches in front of your face. He’s being as gentle as possible, but every step brings almost unbearable agony that slices through you and you wince in pain, gritting your teeth. For him, you would fight to stay.
“You’re my friend, of course I care.” His voice wobbles over the third word.
Friend. Yes, that’s what you are. Okkotsu ducks under a snapped tree branch and the leaves brush against your face, a welcome distraction from the blade in your stomach. He did always laugh when you walked into bushes without realizing it. That was what you wanted to hear most, you realized: his laughter, on a clear day, the two of you hand-in-hand as you made your way through the city together. You had never held his hand before.
“Why did I have to fall in love with you, Yuuta?” you say, your voice a shadow of a whisper. Your eyelids flutter as you fight to remain conscious, but the comfortable darkness that comes behind them reaches its gnarled fingers out to you, begging that you be dragged into the abyss with it.
Okkotsu’s breath hitches at your words, and he glances over at you, a tear slipping from his cheek to land on your shoulder. Like that day when you were caught out in the rain without an umbrella and he offered to walk back to the dorms together.
“You’re telling me now?” he asks, and Okkotsu almost laughs. It hurts you to see him like this, so damaged because of you. He didn’t need to go through this more than once. “We should’ve had so much more time,” he murmurs. He’s not moving anymore. You are stranded in the middle of a crumbled city, just the two of you.
You manage to smile at him. “At least you know,” you said simply. And at least you’ll get to look into his deep blue eyes one last time.
Darkness has always been a welcoming place to go when you were hurting, but back then you were given a choice. There are no choices anymore.
His hands are warm and gentle and full of love. It’s the last time you’ll hold them.
order: you were just admiring your boyfriend who
pairing: fushiguro toji x gn!reader
word count: 382
tags: fluffy, toji being a tease :/ mention of d*ath, ooc toji? angst if you really squint, not a lot of dialogue sorry o.o
date: jun. 02, 2021
nana’s note: *drops this toji fic after being late*…you guys didn’t see anything o.o but we’ve made it to the end!! thank you so much for those who stuck around and those who may have just discovered these works ‧⁺◟( ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ·̫ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀ ) i’m grateful for you all and i really hope i can improve and bring great content here :) also! i see those requests and i’m really excited to fulfill them!! please enjoy this and i hope i’ll see you again~~ (/∇＼*)｡o○♡
event: / previous order: blanket thief
you were on your side, head propped on a bent elbow as your eyes fell on your lover. fushiguro toji is a pretty complex individual. while he is very cold and indifferent to others, it surprises you sometimes how he lets his guard down just a little when he’s with you.
you remember the first time you two met each other for the first time with him on the brink of death just a few blocks from your home. honestly, both of you weren’t expecting your relationship to progress this far and deep.
order: sometimes he just can’t express how much he’s in love with you
pairing: choso x gn!reader
word count: 416
tags: fluffy, kinda ooc choso? but he’s super soft
date: may 28, 2021
nana’s note: there’s not a lot of love for choso :( please give him love also we’re half way through the event! i feel like this fic went 1 to 100 real quick…anyway next will be the one and only king of curses, ryomen sukuna~
event / previous order: paper cranes / next order: cuddles
you were soundly resting atop your boyfriend’s chest, eyes still drowsy from the nap. a hand is on your back and the other is behind your head. you listen to the steady beat of choso’s heart, the slow pulse lulling you closer to slumber again.
“y/n?” your name is gently called out and you hum in response. “don’t fall back asleep or else you won’t sleep later.” the corner of your lip twitches into a smile. choso was always nagging you to make sure you were getting enough rest throughout the day and just enough food and liquid intake. all in good heart, of course.
“yes, mom~” came your teasing response. you can’t see it, but you can feel the playful eye roll and shake of his head and it makes you chuckle.
“you’re just warm and comfortable, how could i not fall back asleep?” you whine, tightening your grip around your boyfriend’s waist. it’s choso’s turn to snicker.
order: he’s a menace and is annoying
pairing: ryomen sukuna x gn!reader
word count: 365
tags: suggestive? sukuna says c*ddle
date: may 30, 2021
nana’s note: I’M SORRY FOR THE LATE POST HOEFLSFUSNEKFU i was so caught up on other work that i wasn’t able to finish this TOT and i see my inbox is beginning to receive orders, i’m sorry if i’m late to them, i’m working on them and hopefully i will post orders once the event is over T^T
event / previous order: love confession / next order: tbd
“you’ve been abandoning me for your silly human duties. shouldn’t you be paying attention to me?” the king of cures sighs, cheek resting on his palm as he huffs and slumps on your bed.
if you were quite honest, yes, you hadn’t been paying much attention to sukuna because your boss had assigned you piles of deadlines to do. and as someone whose driven to get things done in one sitting, you kind of forgot to take a break.
“sorry, sukuna. i’ll be right there.” your answer is automatic as you carry on looking through the packets. sukuna rolls his eyes and huffs again.
⤿ summary: with you taking a shower, your private sketches sprawled on the ground, gojo doesnt have it in him to not take a peek.
⤿ pairing: gojo satoru x gn! reader
⤿ w.c: 700+ ⤿ beta: @milktyama
⤿ req: Hello, I was wondering if I can have Headcannons of Gojo reacting to s/o being very talented artist and he go through their sketchbook randomly to look at their art work?
⤿ director’s notes: this is so big brained of you djdbdkak i liked it so much that i turned into a drabble 💀 i changed a few things so its more interesting but the original idea is there!! the plot is so messy i hate it. hope you all enjoy this (jujutsu kaisen) film! ♥︎
ever since you’d started dating, gojo has never really seen you paint.
he thought that you just weren’t comfortable with showing him yet and he tried to remain respectful, but as time passed, he was slowly getting disheartened. apart from the accidental peeks he got, your profession remained a mystery.
after seeing your sketches, he doesn’t think he will ever understand why.
slender fingers delicately held the paper, diamond eyes fixated on every swirl and dash of color, so immensely concentrated that if he looked away, it would disappear. this wasn’t the reason he barged into your room without an invite and quite frankly, he’d forgotten what he was there for in the first place. but noticing how you were taking a shower—your sketchbook and paints sprawled on the ground, gojo found himself seated on the wooden floor with the book in his hands before he could realize.
your very own touch lingers on the paper strung messily along with the binder. how the handwriting was yours and the rough sketches that were probably made at dead of night were yours and your scent still floats around it. all noises beside the flutters of the turning pages fell into deaf ears. finally, after sketches and sketches, gojo laid his eyes on something that took his breath away.
it was him.
gojo short circuited for a good second when his own two very realistic eyes stared back at him. the picture perfect drawing of him looked so out of place in a sea of disorganized of doodles and outlines—colors blended efficiently into his pale skin tone, a bright popsicle he vaguely remembers peeking out of his mouth, hand rested snugly on his chin as he drilled holes right at what gojo could only think of—you.
oak shelves lined up behind him could only mean he was in your favorite library. was this all from your memory or had you taken a photo? only god knows. what gojo was only capable of doing at that moment was gawking with his mouth ajar, fingers picking up the paper and peering over to the next one, curious to see if there’s anymore.
he was right. another pristine drawing of him doing something so mundane met his vision—he wondered why you’d decided to pick those little moments instead of something grander. he kept turning the pages, some sort of choked sound escaped when more and more drawings of him popped up, some made with more effort and some that looked drawn while you were at a lecture. it didn’t even stop there; sketches of your friends were there too, and he’d seen a good chunk of shoko portraits. a bubbly sensation spread across his chest, feelings so warm at the thought of you drawing him, it definitely gave him a major ego boost.
“‘toru?”
gojo snapped the book shut and whipps his head around, eyes locking in with yours.
he realized that he was so engrossed in his new discovery that he failed to catch your presence behind him. beads of water rolled down your face, hair still damp from your shower as you watched gojo stutter —which was sure a site to see— an excuse for prying in your book. you let out a breathy laugh, ruffling your hair with a towel as you crouched down to his level, a shy smile gracing your lips.
“i was going to show you this soon, but wanted it to be some sort of special moment.” you boop your nose against his lightly. “guess you beat me to it.”
“you’re not mad?” gojo hesitantly questions. he knows well enough not to touch your things and rightfully so.
you shrug. “not really, though i was worried you’d think it was creepy,” you scratch your cheek softly, “i hid it after all those pages of doodles, hoping that anyone looking through it would get bored and leave. ”
“they’re beautiful.” he blurts out.
you avert your gaze and nod quietly, gnawing your lower lip at gojo’s unusual quiet state. you could almost see stars in his eyes as he opens the book once more and flips to a picture of him swimming. “this one is my favorites, you did my abs perfectly.”
it took you a second to process what he said before you half scoffed half laughed, somewhat relieved he was back to his teasing. dopey grins were exchanged and the rest of your day was spent telling the backstories of each and every doodle, gojo tentatively listening beside you.
you both left your dorm hand in hand, the tightness in gojo’s chest fizzles away, and you hummed a little tune, relieved at his ecstatic reaction.
disclaimer: i do not speak for the desi community as a whole. this is just based on my own experiences as a south indian.
tags + warnings - swearing, fireworks/stuff associated with them, yuji’s hair catching on fire, fluff, crack, vague mention of being aged up (?), a*nties, mentions of alcohol use (gojo being drunk)
ft. - itadori yuji, fushiguro megumi, kugisaki nobara, gojo satoru
a/n - hehe the second installment of the series lol, my love for megumi kinda bled through this hehe
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